Contemporary Romance Author,
Leila Lacey Launches A New Sensuous Novel “Dr. Black’s Patient”
Romance author, Leila Lacey is
pleased to announce the launch of her new book “Dr. Black’s Patient”, which was
published in print and as ebook on April 24th, 2014!
April 25, 2014, Michigan, United
States- Leila Lacey, a romance author from Michigan has recently released
her new sizzling novel that blurs the line between romance, interracial love
& erotica. “The only thing better than a sexy man, is a sexy book.”
“Dr.
Black’s Patient” is an interracial romance novel that narrates the story of a
successful black woman Dr. Nya Black, who is a smart & sexy pediatric
neuro-surgeon. Being raised in Deep South, she has seen the worst of racism and
doesn’t usually trust white people. However, one day, her best friend Vixen
marries a white guy, which comes as a shock to Nya, but somehow she tolerates
their presence and vows she will never fall for a white guy and let anything
like this happen to her. However, destiny has something else in store for her,
when Salvatore Barbatelli comes in her life, a sexy, rich Italian man who never
had to try too hard to get a girl, but when he meets Dr. Nya, a woman who
doesn’t fall for his charms, things become quite interesting.
“Dr.
Black’s Patient” is currently available from Amazon, Smashwords, CreateSpace
and ganxy.com in paperback & ebook format!
Excerpt from Dr. Blacks Patient
“Sharon,
you paged me?” she said to the nurse that was standing there. Sharon had been
with the hospital for 30 years. She knew everyone in the hospital and all their
business except Nya’s. Nya was a very private person and nothing but
professional when she was at the hospital. But Sharon thought she might just
get a little information about Nya after all based on the patient that was in curtain
3 demanding that only Dr. Nya take care of him.
“Yes,
Dr. Black,” she said as she passed her a chart. “You have a patient in curtain
3 who refuses to see anyone but you. He will not even let the ER doctors look
at him, only you.”
“Sharon,
first I told you that you are the only person in this hospital that can call me
Nya. Next, I am a pediatric neurosurgeon. How can one of my patients
be refusing any other doctor?” She took the chart and started to turn toward
the bed that Sharon had pointed toward.
“He
said that he was your patient and he only wanted to see you,” Sharon said
smiling as she picked up the phone to answer it.
Nya
put her backpack on the nurse’s station knowing they would take it behind the
desk and put it someplace safe. She took her badge out of her pocket
and hooked it on the outside of her lab coat again. Like a professional
adjustment from Nya to Dr. Black, she grabbed the chart and walked to the
curtain and pulled it back saying,
“How
can I make your boo-boo feel better, sweetie?” Just as she finished
the sentence she looked up into the eyes of Salvatore Barbitelli.
“Come
over here and put those delicious lips right here on mine and that will be a
good start,” Sal said. He was sitting on the bed with gauze up to a
cut on his forehead.
“What
the f….” Nya stopped herself before she said something unprofessional. “Sal,
what are you doing here and why did you have them page me?” Nya said looking at
the chart in her hand for the first time now.
“Are
you sure you are the top pediatric neurosurgeon in the country? Because I would
have thought that was self-explanatory,” Sal said sarcastically wincing in pain
at the 4 inch long gash above his right eyebrow.
“Yes,
I am, Sal and if you keep talking, I am going to cut you stem to stern and see
if I can sew you up before you bleed to death,” Nya said with total disgust in
her voice.
Nya
had not seen Sal since Vixen and Daniel’s wedding to which he had brought two
brain damaged bimbette’s and had spent the entire reception flirting with Nya
while the ladies found other “suitors”. She had gotten to know
Daniel a little over the past six months and she still did not get how he was
best friends with this idiot!
“I
will ask you again and for the last time Sal, how did you end up here and why
did you have them page me?” Nya walked across the room and placed
the chart on the counter and started to wash her hands.
“Well,
you are the best. I was working on my bike and hit the throttle to
test the pick-up and… well, things did not go as planned,” Sal said wincing again
as she took the gauze from him and looked at the cut on his head. “Ouch,” he
said as Nya touched the cut on his head examining how deep it was and how many
stiches this moron would need. Nya was nothing, if not professional,
even though she hated being this close to him he was injured.
“Oh,
suck it up, you big pussy!” she said. Nya took her stethoscope and started
listening to his chest and back to make sure his lungs and heart were
functioning properly. She was getting very pissed off with herself because she
was getting turned on.
God,
this man’s body was built for sin. Nya had five different pictures
flash through her mind of all the kinky positions she would like to be in with
him. Only, according to what Sal had said to Daniel about Vixen, Nya
was too fat to have mind-blowing sex. She knew that was all this man wanted, so
why was he pursuing her?
“Are
you staring at my chest, Dr. Black?” Sal said with a sexy grin on his face.
“Yes,
jerk, I am. I am taking your vitals,” Nya replied shaking her head. This
man really thought that he was on the mind of every woman in the world. “You
still have not told me why you came to this hospital and asked for me when
there are plenty of capable doctors on staff here,” Nya said as she wrote his
vitals on his chart.
“Well,
I missed you, gorgeous. I have not seen you since the wedding. Have you gotten
the flowers and notes and stuffed animals that I have been sending you?” he
said to her smiling and reaching out to touch her arm.
Nya
slapped his hand away and said “You are going to need at least 30 to 40 stiches
on that cut and if you ever touch me again. You are going to need a
straw to eat and a full body cast,” she said, turning away to wash her hands.
“I will have the ER doctor come in to stich you up.”
Romance author, Leila Lacey has
done it again. With the release of her Legacy Series, starting with The
Beasley’s. The launch of the first book in the
series “Southern Charm”, which will be published in print and as
ebook on May16th, 2014!
Shelby
Beasley epitomizes the term “Southern Belle”. Raised in a wealthy southern
family in Shelbyville Georgia. The Beasley’s are a southern family
dripping in money, vestige, and tradition. Shelby’s father Jackson comes from
and long line of responsibilities and expectations. While Shelby’s sister
Savannah and her brother Grayson look exactly how a wealthy heir should look.
Shelby is the ugly duck of the family. Smart as a whip and sweet as pie never
seemed to be enough to make her parents proud. Shelby has always had one thing
that never changed, her best friend Lance Chandler. Lance’s twin brother Logan
has always been the man she desired and not just as a friend.
Logan
Chandler was a poor nobody from the other side of the tracks. Logan and Lance’s
father left their mother when she was pregnant with them. Logan’s mother LeAnn
was a school teacher at one of the most prestige’s schools in the south, so the
Chandler boys had been allowed to attend for free. Logan had made
some bad decisions as a kid and gone to prison at a young age. Though he has
served his time and matured in juvenile detention, in Shelbyville he would
always just be another ex-con. Because of that Logan trusts no one, but his
twin brother Lance, and detest rich people and classism.
On
the verge of opening his own motorcycle repair shop with his brother and
getting full custody of his three year old daughter Gia. Logan’s life is
content, as long as those rich snobs the Beasley’s stay out of his way.
When
Shelby and Lance’s plans to make everyone think they are dating for her
sister’s wedding to make her mother happy go array and they need Logan’s help
to pull it off. Logan will discover there is one Beasley he would not mind
getting to know a lot better. But will Shelby feel the same way.
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Exert from Southern Charm
Ring. Ring.
Shelby’s cell phone was ringing. “Cassidy, can you please get my phone for me?”
Shelby yelled from the dressing room. Cassidy had demanded that Shelby go
shopping with her and get a whole new wardrobe and let her pick everything. She
had already selected thirteen new outfits and she was STILL trying on clothes.
“Darling,
you just worry about putting those triple D Tata’s in that sexalicious bra!”
Cassidy yelled from the other side of the dressing room door.
“Excuse
me, ladies, can you keep your voices down, please.” The sales clerk had her
nose turned up at Shelby from the moment they walked in the door.
“Excuse
me? As much money as we are about to spend in this store, we are allowed to
have a Diddy party up in here if we want to!” Cassidy said to the clerk. Shelby
squealed and started laughing hysterically. “Why don’t you get my friend and I
a glass of Champagne and take that stick out your ass while you are back
there,” Cassidy finished with that distinct southern drawl shooing the sales
clerk away.
“Well,
I never!” the clerk said stomping away.
“Ha,
that ain’t surprising!” Cassidy yelled, “And you never will, walking like
that. I think your thong is too tight!” she finished as the clerk
stomped around the corner.
“CASSIDY!
Stop that and hand me my phone!” Shelby said sticking her hand over the top of
the stall.
“Oh,
cool your britches, girl. I have the phone,” Cassidy said to Shelby looking at
the phone. Hitting the ‘send’ button, she said, “Hey, sexy, how I can suck your
dick for you today?” Cassidy said into the phone.
About Leila Lacey
Hailing
from Michigan, Leila Lacey is a contemporary romance author in her 30’s who has
been writing since the age of 10. She has published several books on
relationships, love, romance genres.
CONTACT
Email: uzomamanagement@outlook.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/leilalacey1
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